Closing the door behind him, he turns. And there is the other, standing in the middle of the kitchen with a oversized white top sipping water.

He makes his way to the glowing figure, beaming. 

She looked half-awake, eyes not as bright how it always is, hair slightly tangled as it falls softly on her shoulders. He takes his spot beside her and lean against the kitchen table, looking fondly at her.

Her eyebrows lifted, curious at why he was staring at her like that. "Want some water?" she asked.

He shakes his head softly, "An-ni."

She tilt her head in puzzlement as she places her half-empty glass back onto the kitchen table, "Alright!" Planning to head back into the bedroom right after her drink.

He grabs her by the hand, and pull her into his arms, "Minyoung-ah..." he cooed. 

"Waeyo?" She answers gently.

"Don't you have any questions for me?" He continues, staring at her lovingly. She must be really puzzled now because she was frowning with her head tilted slightly to the left while looking back at him. 

"No....." she hestitated, "Should I have a question for you??"

It was his turn to be amused, her nonchalant smile was difficult to read. Is she acting or is she for real? 

Seeing that he was still expecting a question, Minyoung started, "Ah! Yes..." and his eye lit up thinking that it was coming, "You don't have any schedules tomorrow right?" She completes her sentence.

Her reaction tickled and he burst out laughing. She was really puzzled now and her puzzlement was soon turning into irritation. 

"Mr. Park, it's 1am now, I'm tired and you're not making sense. Can I go sleep now?" She struggles out of